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             Cody woke to the sound of his alarm clock. Another day had begun as he groggily hit the snooze button. The heavy smell of coffee wafted down the hall to his room. Caffeine, always a better motive to getting up in the morning, Cody thought, as he lugged his body out of bed. He looked outside to the familiar sight of darkness before dawn.             Cold slithered around his ankles while he dressed for the day, his favorite grey jacket coupled with black cargo pants and The Company's hat. Flipped backwards, at least until the sun peaked over the horizon. Cody looked himself over in the mirror chuckling to himself as he looked li

   He gritted his teeth a little bit as he used the comb to try and brush his bangs from his eyes.  His hair was being difficult today thanks to moisture in the evening air, his bangs curling up.  He sighed, setting the comb down and looking down at his watch to check the time, “Shit, I need to hurry.”   He stepped back, looking at himself in the mirror, tilting his head to the side to check on the marks on his neck.  His hand reached up to touch the fading, light brown marks peeking from the collar of his blue button-down shirt, smiling softly at the memory of those marks.  He gave a soft moan, feel a bit of heat rise from thos

in... Chaos In The Kaidar Sector! “Son of a Wordarian whore…” Lt. Wellington stepped back from the scorched bunker door, turning with a grim expression to his three companions. “This looks awful spotty, gents.” His squad mates stood a short distance behind him, each instinctively taking their assigned position in formation. Point man Nitro was already straightening the pins on the flash grenades lining his bandolier, simultaneously drawing his submachine gun from its holster. Gina, the squad’s medic and only Culdarian, was extending her carapace armor while checking her inventory of STIM packs, all thr

The hybrid was not housed in Lab 4; it was moved to Lab 1, a more suitable holding place. for the large circle large in the center that was surrounded by a railing of iron bars. The circle was not part of the floor - instead, it was a platform that could be lowered deeper into the ground in order to further prevent a containment breach. When Lab 1 was in use, the platform would be raised to allow observation of the hybrid, and when it was not in use, down it would go. It was almost like putting a toy away at dinner time, right down to the disappointment a lot of the scientists at the Majara Complex felt at having to wait until later to contin